The Hou family's legitimate daughter died tragically and went to the palace, and then she was r

When he said this, Lin Jinglan's voice suddenly became heavier.

The crowd's chatter suddenly decreased a lot.

A mistake made by one person in the Lin family would damage the reputation, but the Lin family's many contributions can be offset. Now that Lin Qingyun is dead, the people will not blame the Dingbei Hou Mansion.

"And Qingxue, what does this have to do with me? Qingxue married Xu Shizi of Prince Zhao's palace, but she lived in harmony with others and was exposed in public. This is a fact. Your Majesty convicted her and her father expelled her. A family, this is what an upright family should do, it is the law of heaven."

He told what Lin Qingxue had done without any hesitation.

He didn't care about his own statement at all. Lin Jinglan, like Lin Qingfeng, didn't care about anything.

"It is not inconvenient for outsiders to know what happens in the family, but you insist on forcing me to uncover the family scars. My father and mother were angered by what happened one after another, and you were attacked by gangsters. What does this have to do with me? , if Aunt Jiang is temporarily in charge of the inner courtyard at home, and the third brother in the outer courtyard is in charge, what good will it do me?"

Lin Jinglan spoke quickly and urgently.

"If you say that I did all of this, then you will find all the evidence. If there is evidence, I will be willing to take the punishment, but you don't have it."

After saying this, Lin Jinglan seemed to sigh sadly, waved his hand, and motioned for his servants to come forward.

"Come here, bring the eldest young master back to the house. My mother has passed away. You don't want to keep vigil, but you dare to talk nonsense here. You are really crazy. Also, go and get the third young master back."

Then he ignored the people present and went back to his house.

After Lin Jinglan's words, although some people were doubtful, there would not be as much discussion as before.

"Let the eldest son kneel before the lady's soul, kowtow and admit his mistake to show his filial piety."

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Lin Jinglan gave instructions to his servants, his tone was cold, and he sounded like he was not in a good mood.

"Kneel for how long?"

The servant asked carefully. At this time, the eldest lady seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Kneel until you can't kneel, and knock until you can't knock."

After saying this, Lin Jinglan walked directly back to his yard.

He didn't pay any attention to Lin Qingfeng's yelling outside.

Zi Ling, Xiao Luo and Aunt Jiang all hurriedly followed Lin Jinglan.

"Miss, today's events seem to have been planned a long time ago. The eldest son didn't even go to the madam's yard. Why did he know that the madam was dead, and wasn't he locked up? Why did he escape and arrive here? On the street, you know, his arms and legs are broken now, but he doesn’t have the energy to walk out.”

Aunt Jiang followed Lin Jinglan and said with an ugly expression.

There was a hint of Lin Jinglan's complacency in his words, but this was indeed the current situation.

"Hmph, Lin Qingfeng probably wants me to die at this time, and he is not the only one who wants me to die."

But who was secretly helping Lin Qingfeng made Lin Jinglan feel strange.

"Auntie, just do whatever you want to do with Madam's funeral. The person is already dead, and I don't believe that the people behind the scenes will reveal any clues."

Regarding Mrs. Lin's death, Lin Jinglan was not moved at all at this time. Instead, she calmly analyzed the subsequent situation.

"it is good."

Although Aunt Jiang was worried, she still listened to Lin Jinglan's words.

She was not very capable, but she and her son were able to get to where they are today, safe and wealthy, all because of Lin Jinglan, so she would do whatever Lin Jinglan said.

"At this time, the news of my mother's death should have reached the palace. Everyone who should know and those who shouldn't know should already know."

I just don’t know what will happen next.

In the other courtyard of Prince Zhao's Mansion, Xu Huaian listened to the reports from his men, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Jinglan, even if you don't have a good relationship with your mother, it's great that you have a heavy filial piety that means you won't be able to get married to Gu Junheng within three years."

Three years is enough.

By then, Gu Junheng may no longer be Gu Junheng, and he will definitely be able to bring Lin Jinglan back.

This time, I will treat Jinglan well and make up for everything I owed her.

"Your Majesty, Xue Nu found out about Mrs. Lin's death somehow. She cried and said she wanted to go back to worship her mother, otherwise she would not live."

The attendant walked to Xu Huaian and said something.

Xu Huaian frowned slightly, was Lin Qingxue trying to be a monster again?

"Then you can have someone accompany her to the Marquis Mansion to worship."

I don't know if he remembered the little friendship he had, but Xu Huaian agreed.

"No, I'd better take her with me."

But just when his men were about to go out, Xu Huaian suddenly changed his mind, turned his wheelchair, and was about to walk out of the room.

"Yes."

The subordinates were a little surprised. The prince's legs were almost healed now, so why did he still go out and run around.

On the other side, after Gu Junheng learned the news of Mrs. Lin's death, he was also slightly stunned, and then the coolness around him gradually emerged.

"It seems that someone doesn't want you to marry Princess Jinglan."

The prince sitting opposite him said something meaningful, and they all thought of this immediately.

"It's just that their ideas are destined to not be realized."

Preventing Lin Shuo from taking over the Lin family army and delaying the marriage between himself and Lin Jinglan were probably the only effects of Mrs. Lin's death.

"You go find His Majesty..."

Gu Junheng suddenly approached the prince and whispered a few words, but the prince's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Haha, Brother Heng, what you did is probably beyond the imagination of those behind the scenes."

After saying that, the prince left quickly, and Gu Junheng also got up and walked to Dingbei Hou Mansion.

At this time, the funeral hall of the Hou Mansion had been decorated. After hearing the news, people came to express their condolences one after another.

Lin Jinglan and Lin Shuo, who had just returned, greeted the visitors in the mourning hall.

As for Lin Qingfeng, he had already fainted from kowtow and was carried away.

"Mom, why did you go so suddenly? My daughter didn't have time to see you for the last time."

The mourners were talking to Lin Jinglan and Lin Shuo. The mourning hall was also solemn, but was suddenly interrupted by a shrill cry.

Lin Jinglan turned around and saw Lin Qingxue, dressed in white with a white silk flower on her head, running into the mourning hall with tears on her face, and then cried while hugging the coffin.

"Mom, my daughter is unfilial and she didn't even get to see you for the last time."

Lin Qingxue was crying so hard that she was out of breath, not to mention how pitiful she looked.

Xu Huai'an, who was sitting in a wheelchair, didn't know when he followed him. He looked at Lin Jinglan and spoke earnestly.

"Jinglan, people can't be resurrected after death, don't be sad."